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This video really spoke to me. I felt like I was listening to a more forthcoming and empathetic version of my inner dialogue. Different things are difficult for different people and that is something we should be accepting and supportive of. Recognizing these patterns in ourselves and forgiving ourselves for not finding something easy allows us to focus on getting better at facing those challenges, and celebrating our progress instead of beating ourselves up for not being perfect. Being empathetic to others’ challenges helps them reach the same conclusions and can give them strength to embark on those same journeys.

I wish I had the time to do things like participate in ze’s missions and draw little comics, and edit photos and write amateur articles for tumblr. Make stamps and journal more and the rest of it. Things that just take little chunks of times and use creativity, and things that take more time like designing tumblr theme and starting an etsy shop.

I recognize this wish and agree to put it mostly aside for the time being, because school is busy but worthwhile, and writing about stuff in the past can be as fun as the present, and I will always have more project ideas but that doesn’t mean I have to abandon the ones I have now. School is worth putting the time in to, and putting these projects aside for the time being, and I understand that and won’t punish myself for it.

And that doesn’t mean I can’t spend 5 minutes writing this, or doodling that, but my most precious projects may not get done, or very few may get done, and the things that do may just be because they flit through my mind at the right moment, and that’s okay for now.

I was in a fancy restaurant in Spokane Washington when I realized it. I had, in front of me, a gelatinous block of wheat gluten and nutritional yeast that cost $22 and beyond that, a gorgeous stained glass window that was probably installed in the building more than 100 years ago.

We cling to music, to poems, to quotes, to writing, to art because we desperately do not want to be alone. We want to know we aren’t going crazy & someone else out there knows exactly how you’re feeling. We want someone to explain the things we can’t.